at the same time.
Under her feet, the complicated footwork was performed at this moment.
The second palace lord's palm narrowly brushed against Ye Qingluo's shoulder and slapped the ground.
However, the black veil on the face of the second palace lord was also torn off by Ye Qingluo.
The veil was fixed together with the second palace lord's hair.
The night cleared this up.
It also tore off the hairpin fixed by the second palace lord.
A head of blue hair scattered in a mess.
Like ink, pouring down behind him.
The face that was not covered by the black veil was revealed in Ye Qingluo's eyes.
The woman's face is exquisite, with a pair of seductive eyes, slightly raised, with a very seductive arc.
Small and straight nose.
Bright red lips, revealing the color of seductive kisses.
this face...
It was indeed Ye Qingqian's face.
Exactly the same facial features, no difference.
only…
In terms of feeling, there is still something different.
For example... Temperament.
Like... feeling.
Compared with the previous night, Qingqian.
This face looks even more breathtaking.
In the most blunt terms...
The night before was clear and shallow, even though she was smiling coquettishly, she made enough gestures with all kinds of flair.
In the eyes of others, this is indeed beautiful.
But beauty is only at that moment.
When it's over, forget it.
However, the present night is clear and shallow.
The current night is clear and shallow, and there is a kind of... extremely foxy temperament on her body!
The whole person is like a fox becoming a spirit, the feeling of becoming an adult.
Every move, every smile and every frown.
They all have that kind of... memorable and unforgettable style.
This person is Ye Qingqian, but he is not Ye Qingqian either.
Ye Qingluo stared at the face of the second palace lord, his half-closed eyes fluctuated a little.
At the guest table, countless people also saw the face of the Second Palace Mistress.
You know, Ye Qingqian's identity is the eldest lady of Sanquanzong.
Although Ye Qingluo took over the status of a young suzerain.
Yes, in the entire realm of Nirvana.
Who doesn't regard Ye Qingqian as the next Sanquan sect suzerain
Because of this, Ye Qingqian represented the Ye family and attended many banquets.
Her portrait is also passed down to the world of Nirvana.
Naturally, many people recognized her.
Immediately, he couldn't help shouting out.
The night is clear and shallow.
This fairly familiar name has been hotly discussed among the guests.
The livid face of the second palace lord became more and more ugly little by little after hearing the comments from the people around him.
There was an inexplicable emotion in her beautiful eyes.
Gradually, she raised her hand and stroked her face.
From his mouth, he spat out three words: "Ye, Qing, Qian..."
After the sound fell, the second palace lord's fingers clenched tightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a weird sneer.
She put away the long whip, turned around immediately, and walked towards the sedan chair.
"Take them and go!"
The Mistress of the Second Palace lifted up the black veil and sat in the sedan chair.
The four beautiful maids each picked up Mei, Yan Zhenfei and Sun Yutong, lifted the sedan chair, and flew away.
Ye Qingluo stood where he was, and didn't intend to stop him.
Just watching them off, the sedan chair of the second palace lord disappeared above the thick black sky.
The wind also brought the cold and charming voice of the second palace lord: "Little girl, don't be too happy, you offended Anyou Palace, and Anyou Palace will take it back."
The wind stopped.
The sound dissipated.
Ye Qingluo squinted her eyes, and closed the Flame Devouring Fan.
Just about to go back to Emperor Moxuan's side.
Haven't turned around yet.
A strong arm wrapped around her waist.
The familiar scent of sandalwood entered the nostrils.